Hey Hey Hey, 3 hard mutha f**kas, 3 hard mutha f**kas, 3 hard Mutha f**ka
That ain`t scared of s**t
Now let me tell you mutha f**kas who you f**kin with
You f**kin with the killas
You f**kin with the mutha f**kin realist ni**as
You f**kin with some killas
You f**kin with the mutha fukin realist ni**as

[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha f**ker would say something
F**k around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Ni**a I feel like startin some s**t,
and I might just snap the piss, out a pussy ass ni**a like you, ni**a f**k ya
Take a 45 cross the head gun butt ya (Yeah!)
Ya`ll pussy-ass ni**as ain`t hard, stomp that ass out like a million man march
Sawed off shot gun hand on the pump, finga on the trigga
Ready to dump
Blow a mutha f**ker bye bye
Point blank range, yeah ni**as gon` die
That`s why I never leave the crib without packing my gat
Strap on my vest, put on my hat. Mutha f**kers outta line
Gettin laid down flat, I`m a show you how a real ni**a act

[Chorus:]
Hey! 3 hard mutha f**kas
3 hard mutha f**kas
3 hard mutha f**ka
They ain`t scarred of s**t
Now let me tell you mutha f**kas who you f**kin With
You f**kin with some killas
You f**kin with the mutha f**kin realist ni**as
You f**kin with some killas
You f**kin with the mutha f**kin realist ni**as

[The Game:]
It`s 3, The hard way
Black Lambo, No passengers
Black Ski mask, Chain Saw Massacre
Kill fast with the Ak-four 7
(Blacka) Yellow Tape the intersection
Loaded clips, Lock `em in
Got a black four five
Call it Pac`s revenge
I`m a mutha f**kin animal
Lil Jon be canibal
Every ni**a in Atlanta Know
I`m psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open alcatraz
And sentance with a life without rehabillitaion
F**k Governor Schwarzenegger
It`s my statment
Dear Mr. President Barack Obama, Righ after you catch Osama, Tell Mr. Waso
Please let oprah know that I won`t ever stop sayin bitch and hoe

[Chorus:]
Hey! 3 hard mutha f**kas
3 hard mutha f**kas
3 hard mutha f**ka
They ain`t scarred of s**t
Now let me tell you mutha f**kas who you f**kin with
You f**kin with some killas
You f**kin with the mutha f**kin realist ni**as
You F**kin with some killas you f**kin with the mutha f**kin realist ni**as

[Ice Cube:]
Dirty Mutha f**kas tryina clean hip-hop, but it don`t stop, like L.A grid Lock
If you get popped, your s**t will stop
Clostamy bags, for all these f**s, I don`t wanna hear that s**t
Hu Heff`s a prince, magic jaun a pimp
I learned the word bitch from you, so why can`t a ni**a get rich from you
These are English words
Scarred to be used by geeks and nerds,
Mad cause I flip these verbs and pull that phantom away from the curb
I think they jelous of the hood fellas, hot dogs make alota relish
Remember a world without
Hip-hop, Lord used to believe these bitch cops

[Chorus:]
Hey! 3 hard mutha f**kas
3 hard mutha f**kas
3 hard mutha f**ka
They ain`t scarred of s**t
Now let me tell you mutha f**kas who you f**kin with
You f**kin with some killas
You f**kin with the mutha f**kin realist ni**as
You f**kin with some killas
You f**kin with the mutha f**kin realist ni**as